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WINTER-010101—"Before Class, I Bang My Naughty Girlfriend Against Her School Locker Until She Makes It Snow With Her Squirt! How Will I Explain This To My Teacher?!"

Kim Minjeong (Winter) x Male Reader Smut

The northern sun streams six AM sunlight through the windows that are almost as blonde as Minjeong's hair. The bright color makes rectangular lamps on the hallway floor your shoes cross, serving as a helpful guide especially because the lights of the school aren't switched on yet.

Oh well, they never are at this time. Six AM is the earliest a student of SMTown High can arrive. That's the hour when the security guard, too groggy and exhausted from the night shifts, just opens the gates to welcome a new school day. He already knows you and Minjeong since the two of you are the early birds, but he still acts like he has never seen you in his life when you forget your ID card.

But for just this once—meaning the three-hundredth time—he let you in. Or maybe he did because Minjeong flashed him her infamous puppy eyes, her flattery-filled words entangling him till he had no choice but to grant you entrance.

Yeah, it's probably because of Minjeong.

At the crack of dawn here in your school, she walks with you through the aisles of blue lockers and classroom doors painted a woody brown. Minjeong is dressed in the uniform all twelfth grade girls wear: a plaid skirt and collared ribboned blouse under a jumper. No ripped jeans allowed. Neither are shorts and skirts above the knee. Pretty strict dress code for people eighteen to twenty years old, literally at the beginning of adulthood, but that's SMTOWN High for you.

"No way. Wasn't this Bae Joohyun's classroom?"

Minjeong's voice makes you stop in your tracks and look her way. Now she is standing at the doorway of a foreign classroom with her hands on her hips, eyes widened in pleasant surprise.

You recall Bae Joohyun very well. She is one of SMTOWN High's most prominent students-or at least, was. She finally left after graduating twelfth grade some years ago. During her three years in the school, she spent her time accomplishing several of the highest honors and winning almost every quiz competition you can think of. Spelling, history, mathematics... you name it, and she probably won first place for it.

"Yeah, I think so," you say. It does look like one of those rooms you remember spotting Joohyun in. You would leave your classroom to get a textbook from your locker and you'd catch a glimpse of her taking down notes through the window. "Why are you so surprised?"

"Oh nothing. Just remembered she promised me that she'd give me two thousand won as a growing-up gift after I turn nineteen. Now I'm nineteen, and she still hasn't given me shit."

You chuckle. Tugging Minjeong's arm so she can stop fuming at the empty room, you continue your stroll down the hall. "Why would she ever make a promise like that to you?"

"Because some people are actually very lovely and generous enough to be gifted nice things. You know, not like the loser who was eliminated out of the spelling bee because he couldn't spell 'compensation'."

Minjeong rolls her eyes at you then continues walking. The idea of the renowned Bae Joohyun has easily slipped her mind now that she remembers one of your embarrassing moments. For guaranteed extra sting, she sticks her tongue out at you with the best glare she can muster.

"First of all, ouch," you make a pained expression as you place a closed fist above your chest, "and second of all, what's it to you? That was back in ninth year. I can definitely spell it now."

She gives you a doubtful look. Meanwhile she barely misses walking into a locker with the door still thrown open if it weren't for your rescuing arm tugging her away. "Oh yeah? Do it.

"Fine. C—"

"—While you chase me to my locker!"

Suddenly Minjeong is bounding across the hallway like a cheetah. Easily struggling out of your grip, she leaves you alone with her long blonde hair whipping into your face and the flat of her shoe almost kicking your nose.

It's not fair at all! She's one of your class' star athletes while you stick to being in the science lab experimenting. This isn't your forte!

"Oh, come on, Kim Minjeong!" you protest, although you have already started running too.

"That didn't sound like O!"

Now she lays out a game for you, just like how the coaches at the covered court would announce the volleyball game she plays. But this one is more of a race—from Bae Joohyun's classroom to her locker, and the additional challenge is to spell that dreaded word.

You run after Minjeong on shaky legs. Poorly drawn awareness posters and sticky notes are all a colorful blur as your shoes slam against the slippery floor. They screech to a halt upon reaching a stairwell, almost slamming you to the wall, but they manage to step up the numerous blocks of height.

"O! M!"

M is for "Minjeong". Minjeong giggles as she runs to the right hand side of the corridors upon the end of the staircase. Now the two of you are on the third floor, bounding for each other as if you aren't too old to be playing tag.

The floor is made of rough stone. It makes it difficult for you to run after her with ensured safety. Passing by numerous empty classrooms and libraries, you almost seize Minjeong by her arm if it weren't for one of her long legs extending so that she can reach more steps.

"P!"

P is for "pain." Pain wreaks through your legs as just a few minutes of running starts to take a toll on your body. But you don't stop at all; the locker is only a staircase away.

You try to grab Minjeong as she runs up the curved side of the staircase, but you slip and fall instead. Your chin meets the rough ground.

"Ow!"

"That isn't a letter!"

You quickly get up despite the throbbing brokenness on your face. You climb the stairs four steps at once, taking long strides so you can catch up with your girlfriend.

You run across the hallway with your eyes locked on her. The letters start to leave your gritting teeth.

"E!"

Enter the curve of the halls to find Minjeong pulling up her socks. It gives you additional time to catch up with her, but once she sees you, she gets up again and runs. You wish that you also had her long slender legs so you could run just as fast as her.

"N!"

Now railings of the quadrangle come to view. They remind you that the lockers are already close. Although your legs are burning with all the strain, you strive on. After all, you can already see Minjeong just a few more laps away.

"S!"

Soon you'll get to her. You're sure of it. Just a few more laps and it's the final leap of faith for you. Minjeong is leaning against the door of her locker, screaming with both excitement and fear. You finally reach her and pin your hands to the door, trapping her in between the locker and yourself.

"A—"

—Another breath. Yes, take another breath and you'll be fine, even if Minjeong is a laughing blur in front of you.

"—T–"

—Try your best not to let your heavy breathing hit Minjeong's face. Your breath still smells like strawberries because of the gum you chewed on the way to school, but still that would be weird.

"–I–"

"Isn't racing the best?" Minjeong asks cheerfully. She brushes your hair lightly away from the sweat beading on your forehead.

"O... oh, definitely... N.... not," you spell out in between pants. Minjeong is still giggling at what you've just done. "Minjeong, that was not fun at all."

"It was fun for me!" she says, kissing your nose. "Can't believe you actually spelled it right."

"After spelling compensation, I definitely need it for the blood and tears I shed during that race. Fuck you, Minjeong."

"Oh? Then do it."

Minjeong's eyes say it all. The contact they have with yours never wavers, and her bottom lip juts out to persuade you even more.

Just a few seconds after the little "spelling bee" she has made you take, Minjeong has set a new challenge for you. And its objective is to fuck her right here, right now.

You gulp nervously. You don't know what she's thinking. The two of you are in school! CCTVs will be recording everything you do, not to mention the students that would come by later and see the two of you going at it. Having sex in public—especially in school—can get you suspended.

"Besides, it'll be easy to do it," Minjeong adds slyly. "You know why?"

"Minjeong—"

"Because I'm not wearing any panties today."

After hearing those words, all your concerns and doubts are thrown out of the window immediately. Your cock stands up with complete solidness at just imagining Minjeong doing something so daring right when you two are in school.

Minjeong turns her back and sticks her ass out. You can see the round firmness of her cheeks peeking out from underneath the ends of her skirt, and the pink wet hole just waiting to be stretched.

The moment she wiggles her ass at you, the lust has already gained full control over your mind. There's no turning back from here and now.

"How naughty," you remark, slapping her butt so that you can hear that cute yelp. Caressing the afflicted cheek before spanking her again, your fist closes around her long blonde hair before pulling it back. "Was this something you planned to happen, Minjeong? Me fucking your brains out in school?"

"Mmm, maybe," replies Minjeong. Her ass starts to rotate against your hand in circles when your finger forges a path inside her silken pussy. "But I deserve a good rough pounding, don't I? After everything I've put you through."

She sighs breathily as you finger her. Her hands find the sides of her locker to keep her balance. You aim for the rough spot inside her so that the slick hole squeezes tighter around your middle digit. Soon, her arousal becomes obvious; her nipples poke up beneath her uniform and her moans start to get louder.

You reach from behind her and start to squeeze one of her tits through her top. Her erect nipple slides against your palm while you finger-fuck her, causing the wetness to overflow and coat the rest of your hand.

Maybe taking your compensation isn't something worth avoiding after all, even with the possible suspension.

You knead her breasts as if they were dough. They're small, but large enough to be a handful that's easy to play with. You undo the front buttons of her jumper so that you can play with her tits more through a thinner barrier. Now you can feel how hard her nipples are and learn exactly how to take advantage of their sensitivuty.

"Oh fuck," Minjeong whimpers. Her curse is not only caused by your pinching; another finger has slid inside her, poking at her sensitive spots and reaching deeper. "This feels so fucking good."

She starts to ride your fingers desperately. While your middle and ring fingers are nestled deep inside her cunt, your index stretches to play with her small clit. Minjeong clenches on your fingers tightly, already close to orgasm.

"Not so fast, slut." You remove your hand from her pussy, much to her disappointment. But that feeling quickly erases when she hears your zipper undo and your pants fall to the floor. "I'm going to fuck you against your locker while you suck your juices off my fingers like a good girl, you got it? Don't be so greedy."

Her eyes glimmer at the idea. And she makes sure to get your heart racing with the way she easily takes your fingers in her mouth when you prod them against hed lips. Eyes shining with confidence, she suckles on your fingers to clean herself off of them. Her tongue twirls and licks while her teeth daringly bite, an action that is chastised by a reprimanding yank of her hair.

The only time her eyes leave yours is when your cock enters her cunt. They look up into her hooded eyelids, making a perfect ahegao. Her moans vibrate against your fingers sealed between her lips.

Minjeong is a tight fit. She can easily be the perfect fuck doll; her slim little body, pretty face and tight hole can make any man (or woman) commit crimes for her. The school uniform is just the cherry on top of it all. Grunting, your hips jerk and slap Minjeong's ass just like your hand did earlier.

"Mmmm," she hums in satisfaction. Her drool makes the skin of your fingers wrinkle, but you don't mind it all. You love the choking sound she makes when you press your fingers down on her tongue to stuff her throat, extracting streams and streams of saliva from her.

Minjeong's hips roll so that your cock grinds against the perfect spots. She's drooling from both lips, abundant juices coating your member while saliva makes a mess on her chin, but it's pretty obvious that she's enjoying it.

Your thrusts rock against her ass and makes the locker shake. That isn't good at all; that's what Minjeong is relying on for balance. Her legs already feel like noodles! Her hands curl around the locker tighter as she curses softly with every hump in her pussy.

"Yes, right there!" She encourages you to maintain the speed and angle of your thrusting. Your cockhead constantly knocking against her cervix feels so hot, and she loves how she can feel the imprint of your dick on her stomach.

"Holy shit, Minjeong. You're so fucking tight."

As your compensation, all you want is to fuck those uncompromising walls apart so that her pussy could memorize your size and length. But even with the roughest banging, Minjeong's pussy remains compact, threatening to keep your dick inside her forever if you didn't have the strength to pull out.

The slapping sounds accompany the rocking of the locker. Your stomach slaps her behind and in return her body makes the locker slam against the wall. But Minjeong tries her best to bear the intense pleasure of your stiff cock impaling her pussy, although her fist is straining to maintain its grip and her eyes are fastened shut.

"Hnghhh, ahhh, faster, oppa," Minjeong pleads, pouting cutely. "Your dick feels so good inside me. I want it deeper, please, I want it! Fuck!"

You remove your fingers from her mouth so they can instead grab one of her legs and raise it up. Minjeong starts to scream; with her thigh squished underneath your grip, the angle you've pulled her leg to allows you to drive deeper into her. Her vagina can barely handle the rougher penetration.

So she clenches hard around you and, now without your hand blocking her sounds, lets out the loudest scream you've ever gotten out of her. The lubrication starts to become excessive, dripping your mixed juices on her skirt and locker. With how tight she's squeezing due to the powerful orgasm, you can truthfully say that thrusting in and out of her is more difficult than any homework you've done.

But you'd still choose doing her over your assignments.

"Fuck, b-babe, I came too hard," says Minjeong weakly. "Please slow down. I don't know if I can handle it."

But slowing down is not in your vocabulary because of how addicting her wet sex is. In fact, you only continue with a faster rhythm. Minjeong's hips stutter and knock against her locker as she squirts, effectively spraying girl cum on the floor.

"Oh, but didn't you say you deserved a good pounding?" you ask her. She moans when your lips start to attack her pale neck with rough love bites and sucks. Her powdery cologne is the sweetest scent you've ever smelled. "A good, rough pounding? Why are you asking for mercy now?"

You stress the word with an unusually sharp thrust. Minjeong's legs have started to give up, no longer able to keep her standing. She blushes embarrasedly as she makes a mess with another squirting.

"Please, you're gonna leave a mark!"

And you already have. Purple and red pepper her skin that was once as white as her nickname, the result of your passionate kisses.

You laugh. "Are you really worried about what people might see after you paraded around with no panties? You are such a liar, Minjeongie. A very bad, lying slut."

Anyone would have raised an eyebrow at your choice of words, but for Minjeong, that only makes her wetter. Once the degrading words reach her ears, she cries out lewdly and nods in agreement.

"Yes! Yes, I'm yours, babe," the sobbing Minjeong announces, wiggling her butt even more to keep your dick inside her. "I'm your slut! Please make your slut squirt, use her like a doll!"

Her words contradict her earlier ones, but you're not one to complain. You give her what she wants wholeheartedly, wrecking her hole rapidly until scratches and hand prints have formed on her inner thighs and ass from your unforgiving violations.

Give her more of the slaps and spanks. The pain just feeds her lust; tears form at the ends of her eyes and roll down her red face, but she still moves in harmony with you. And when you try to pull out, she squeezes your engorged tip, a simple action that has escalated you nearer on your path to orgasm.

But it isn't safe to cum inside her; your doubts about the effectiveness of the pill she's taken resurface to mind. You consider cumming inside her despite those worries, but you have a better idea.

You pull out and quickly turn Minjeong around. She weakly leans against her locker, replacing the pleasure from your penetration with quick measured rubs on her clit. The stimulation of her erogenous zone makes her overly sensitive, making her whine and sob, but she maintains her ministrations as the two of you get off to each other.

While her eyes are glued to your cock as you jerk off, you gaze at your girlfriend and think of how hot she looks: hand tucked underneath her skirt to get herself off, the buttons of her blouse and jumper torn apart, and her mouth opening and closing while she tries to stop being so loud. Cumming all over her would be the perfect addition to her outfit.

"You look so pretty like this, Minjeong," you tell her truthfully. Your own breath is interrupted with deep moans, contrasting her pitchy whines. "So fucking needy for me. Let's cum together, okay?"

"Hurry!" Minjeong says, rubbing her clit faster. She could feel her stomach tense and her core tighten around nothing. She could sense her orgasm preparing to attack her. "Please, oppa, I don't know if I can hold it any longer!"

Minjeong's body involuntarily spasms and shakes at the effects of the impending orgasm. It's almost filthy; there's a puddle of her own cum on the floor that can become a pond with how much of a squirter she is.

You mentally count down to both of your orgasms. One, you tighten your fist around your dick, two, you start fucking your own hand, and three—

"Hanghhh!"

Minjeong's deafening scream signals her orgasm. As she sprays the floor with her own cum, you ejaculate on her uniform. White liquid spurts all over her blouse and skirt like a fountain. It ruins her outfit, and makes her look like a used fuckdoll, almost as if you were accompanied by more people in savaging her body.

Minjeong (barely) stands there with shaking legs. Her thighs are wet and so is her uniform, having been rained on with white semen. Her panting face just adds to the masterpiece that is Kim Minjeong, given a long and good pounding by no other man than you.

Though it certainly looks like she has just gotten a bukkake.

"Fuck, let's cut classes today, yeah?" Minjeong suggests. "I can't go to class looking like this."

"Let's do it. But this time, you're the one who has to run after me while you spell 'cumdump'."

Minjeong grins mischievously. "Bring it on."

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